Hanjia:
One of the horns sounded a third time, the second one bellowed with only a heartbeat's delay in response. Another point awarded to each combatant.
Pink froth collecting on its bloodstained teeth and in the corners of its bestial mouth, the trolloc emitted a gurgling growl as it menacingly hefted its axe. Thinking the fight his, the trolloc attacked Hanjia's seemingly defenseless left side. Her buckler arm painfully weak, and her left leg unable to put forth the thrust needed to propel the maiden away from the arcing blade, Hanjia had only one recourse.
With speed and precision that would do any viper proud, Hanjia gripped her spear tightly like a tool, so all of her knuckles aligned parallel to the shaft (rather than the loose-fingered heft she used for more traditional, thrusting attacks), and hooked the spear sharply to her left. Long before the axe would have struck home, Hanjia's spearhead tore into the forearm of the trolloc like an arrow into a target. The bladed edges of her spearhead, being pitted and notched in parts from punching through armor, but still razor sharp along most of its cutting surface, cut like a serrated knife through the muscle that rides the inside of the forearm and gives strength to exactly the kind of motion the trolloc was delivering his axe with.
Raising her buckler, Hanjia easily defeated the now cumbersome swing despite her weakened state.
Snarling with frustration, the beast dropped the axe in disgust and leaned forward as if to pounce on Hanjia barehanded.
combat: Hanjia's attack hit, trolloc missed
Al'Shain
ooc: To answer your question, yes, now that the carriage is fully on the road the trollocs will advance every 3rd round.
Al'Shain would be unable to attack a trolloc with his swords from his current position (inside the enclosed carriage). However, by flipping the latch that holds the door shut to allow it to swing open (free action), and climbing the "inside" of the door (DC 10 - ample handholds and ledges), he can make it to the roof of the carriage (by climbing 1/4 movement rate as a move-equivalent action-7.5 ft diagonally, Al'Shain can reach the back of the carriage, standing on the roof) within reach of 2 trollocs. Although this would negate the cover from the carriage, it would give him higher ground against the trollocs before they board the carriage. I'll assume that's what he does for now, if there's a problem with that let me know, I'll apply RetCon (retroactive continuity) in the next post (the trolloc archers quickly fall behind the carriage since they can only move and fire instead of running as a full round action; only 2 are left in range for 1 more shot each).
Releasing his bow as soon as Ellysa's slender fingers wrapped around the wood below the handle, Al'Shain pulled upward on the latch that held the carriage door in place and allowed it to bang open as the wind of the moving carriage caught it.
"Close the door behind me." Al'Shain shouted to Ellysa over the howling wind and the crash of the carriage. "And be careful! It won't do you any good to fall out before we get away."
With his most charismatic wink-smirk, Al'Shain turned and faced the rushing forest. Gripping the vertical handle on the inside of the door frame nearer to the back of the carriage, Al'Shain looked over his shoulder for what may well have been his last time.
The fear had subsided in Ellysa's face, replaced with weak determination. She had wiped the tears from her crystal blue eyes and risen to a crouch on the floor. Placing the bow on the seat to her left, she watched Al'Shain intently.
With a sureness of strength and coordination indigenous to those that hone their body to a tool-a tool of work or a tool of war-Al'Shain whitened the knuckles of his right hand around the handle, hoping the screws would hold as he leapt out of the vehicle. As expected, the force of the moving carriage ripped him in a quick arc, his view going from forest to trollocs to the carriage as fast as he could comprehend it.
Al'Shain's left hand gripped firmly the upper sill of the carriage door as he raised his right knee to catch a hold on the bottom of the window to hoist himself up. Al'Shain's left foot shot out away from him as it glanced against the spinning wheel of the carriage. Swinging with the momentum, the borderlander flexed his left bicep and tucked his left foot back under his body and caught a foothold on the window sill. Bracing his other foot and releasing the handle inside the carriage, Al'Shain swung his body up onto the roof of the carriage, the whole ordeal having taken only a second or two.
Rising to a crouch, Al'Shain scuttled the last few feet to the back of the carriage, staying low to minimize the wind that threatened to push him off the back and drew his preferred weapons: the pair of identical blades that lay sheathed in an X pattern on his back. Drawing the twin swords in a single, practiced motion, Al'Shain knew he would be at his best. Not that his bow was any less skillfully crafted than these artfully forged weapons that bore the roses of Arafel upon their pommels, but what the swords lacked in range, they made up for with deadliness when the time came to cut down shadowspawn by the dozen.
As the rear of the carriage approached, Al'Shain watched a gnarled trolloc hand dig into the wood of the vehicle's roof with its powerful claws, rocking the carriage as the beast's weight was added to the other passengers. The carriage rocked a second time and Al'Shain heard a dispair-ridden wail from inside as a scythe-sword hooked over the ledge on the other side of the back of the carriage.
Coming in fast, Al'Shain drove his knee between the roof of the carriage and the rail around it's edge that could have been used to secure cargo to the roof if it had been neccessary for the trip and lunged one of his blades over the edge of the carriage.
Looking down at the suprised beast, Al'Shain jammed his sword into the fleshy muscular web between the monster's neck and shoulder. Twisting savagely and thrusting again while the blade had pulled free of the trolloc's flesh, Al'Shain drove the beast down, but its grip held fast on the carriage.
Al'Shain's melee attack hit for full damage, and both trollocs succeded a climb check to hold onto the carriage. Contrary to the story's flow, since your initiative occurred before the trollocs', your attack had no chance of knocking one off, but will next round.
Audrey:
Her heartbeat pounding in her ears, Audrey imagined the riverbank at its souce. It didn't really matter what she imagined the source was, be it a spring, melting waters, rain runoff...the important thing was knowing there was a source. Once the connection was made, the source would continue to feed the river, and the weave would remain in place of its own accord. Making no sudden movements and controlling her breath as much as her adrenaline would allow, Audrey inspected her bruises as best she could.
Gonna have to say no on the Renew weave. 1) no channeler can affect themselves with the One Power in any direct way. 2) The chair leg, while an improvised weapon, still did regular damage (blunt weapons cannot be used to do subdual damage with the exception of the sap), and Renew applies only to subdual damage. Other than that, Audrey sees no change in the scene around her.
One of the horns sounded a third time, the second one bellowed with only a heartbeat's delay in response. Another point awarded to each combatant.
Pink froth collecting on its bloodstained teeth and in the corners of its bestial mouth, the trolloc emitted a gurgling growl as it menacingly hefted its axe. Thinking the fight his, the trolloc attacked Hanjia's seemingly defenseless left side. Her buckler arm painfully weak, and her left leg unable to put forth the thrust needed to propel the maiden away from the arcing blade, Hanjia had only one recourse.
With speed and precision that would do any viper proud, Hanjia gripped her spear tightly like a tool, so all of her knuckles aligned parallel to the shaft (rather than the loose-fingered heft she used for more traditional, thrusting attacks), and hooked the spear sharply to her left. Long before the axe would have struck home, Hanjia's spearhead tore into the forearm of the trolloc like an arrow into a target. The bladed edges of her spearhead, being pitted and notched in parts from punching through armor, but still razor sharp along most of its cutting surface, cut like a serrated knife through the muscle that rides the inside of the forearm and gives strength to exactly the kind of motion the trolloc was delivering his axe with.
Raising her buckler, Hanjia easily defeated the now cumbersome swing despite her weakened state.
Snarling with frustration, the beast dropped the axe in disgust and leaned forward as if to pounce on Hanjia barehanded.
combat: Hanjia's attack hit, trolloc missed
Al'Shain
ooc: To answer your question, yes, now that the carriage is fully on the road the trollocs will advance every 3rd round.
Al'Shain would be unable to attack a trolloc with his swords from his current position (inside the enclosed carriage). However, by flipping the latch that holds the door shut to allow it to swing open (free action), and climbing the "inside" of the door (DC 10 - ample handholds and ledges), he can make it to the roof of the carriage (by climbing 1/4 movement rate as a move-equivalent action-7.5 ft diagonally, Al'Shain can reach the back of the carriage, standing on the roof) within reach of 2 trollocs. Although this would negate the cover from the carriage, it would give him higher ground against the trollocs before they board the carriage. I'll assume that's what he does for now, if there's a problem with that let me know, I'll apply RetCon (retroactive continuity) in the next post (the trolloc archers quickly fall behind the carriage since they can only move and fire instead of running as a full round action; only 2 are left in range for 1 more shot each).
Releasing his bow as soon as Ellysa's slender fingers wrapped around the wood below the handle, Al'Shain pulled upward on the latch that held the carriage door in place and allowed it to bang open as the wind of the moving carriage caught it.
"Close the door behind me." Al'Shain shouted to Ellysa over the howling wind and the crash of the carriage. "And be careful! It won't do you any good to fall out before we get away."
With his most charismatic wink-smirk, Al'Shain turned and faced the rushing forest. Gripping the vertical handle on the inside of the door frame nearer to the back of the carriage, Al'Shain looked over his shoulder for what may well have been his last time.
The fear had subsided in Ellysa's face, replaced with weak determination. She had wiped the tears from her crystal blue eyes and risen to a crouch on the floor. Placing the bow on the seat to her left, she watched Al'Shain intently.
With a sureness of strength and coordination indigenous to those that hone their body to a tool-a tool of work or a tool of war-Al'Shain whitened the knuckles of his right hand around the handle, hoping the screws would hold as he leapt out of the vehicle. As expected, the force of the moving carriage ripped him in a quick arc, his view going from forest to trollocs to the carriage as fast as he could comprehend it.
Al'Shain's left hand gripped firmly the upper sill of the carriage door as he raised his right knee to catch a hold on the bottom of the window to hoist himself up. Al'Shain's left foot shot out away from him as it glanced against the spinning wheel of the carriage. Swinging with the momentum, the borderlander flexed his left bicep and tucked his left foot back under his body and caught a foothold on the window sill. Bracing his other foot and releasing the handle inside the carriage, Al'Shain swung his body up onto the roof of the carriage, the whole ordeal having taken only a second or two.
Rising to a crouch, Al'Shain scuttled the last few feet to the back of the carriage, staying low to minimize the wind that threatened to push him off the back and drew his preferred weapons: the pair of identical blades that lay sheathed in an X pattern on his back. Drawing the twin swords in a single, practiced motion, Al'Shain knew he would be at his best. Not that his bow was any less skillfully crafted than these artfully forged weapons that bore the roses of Arafel upon their pommels, but what the swords lacked in range, they made up for with deadliness when the time came to cut down shadowspawn by the dozen.
As the rear of the carriage approached, Al'Shain watched a gnarled trolloc hand dig into the wood of the vehicle's roof with its powerful claws, rocking the carriage as the beast's weight was added to the other passengers. The carriage rocked a second time and Al'Shain heard a dispair-ridden wail from inside as a scythe-sword hooked over the ledge on the other side of the back of the carriage.
Coming in fast, Al'Shain drove his knee between the roof of the carriage and the rail around it's edge that could have been used to secure cargo to the roof if it had been neccessary for the trip and lunged one of his blades over the edge of the carriage.
Looking down at the suprised beast, Al'Shain jammed his sword into the fleshy muscular web between the monster's neck and shoulder. Twisting savagely and thrusting again while the blade had pulled free of the trolloc's flesh, Al'Shain drove the beast down, but its grip held fast on the carriage.
Al'Shain's melee attack hit for full damage, and both trollocs succeded a climb check to hold onto the carriage. Contrary to the story's flow, since your initiative occurred before the trollocs', your attack had no chance of knocking one off, but will next round.
Audrey:
Her heartbeat pounding in her ears, Audrey imagined the riverbank at its souce. It didn't really matter what she imagined the source was, be it a spring, melting waters, rain runoff...the important thing was knowing there was a source. Once the connection was made, the source would continue to feed the river, and the weave would remain in place of its own accord. Making no sudden movements and controlling her breath as much as her adrenaline would allow, Audrey inspected her bruises as best she could.
Gonna have to say no on the Renew weave. 1) no channeler can affect themselves with the One Power in any direct way. 2) The chair leg, while an improvised weapon, still did regular damage (blunt weapons cannot be used to do subdual damage with the exception of the sap), and Renew applies only to subdual damage. Other than that, Audrey sees no change in the scene around her.
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